Quick Transmigration: The Little Essence of a Sick Big Guy

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Zuo Le always felt that he was going to be unlucky.

The car stopped at an international mall.

Gu Zhi got out of the car, and said coldly to the young man in the car, "Get down."

Zuo Le was confused, but obediently obeyed.

Gu Zhi frowned and glanced at the young man, took off his suit jacket and handed it over, and said coldly, "Block your legs."

Zuo Le was stunned, he glanced at his two legs exposed to the outside, feeling a little delicate.

Gu Zhi actually cares about these things, does this mean he is possessive of him?

Zuo Le looked at the man calmly, then tied the suit jacket around his waist.The coat hangs down like a mid-length skirt, blocking a lot of spring scenery.

Gu Zhi still felt it was an eyesore, so he turned around and quickly entered the shopping mall.

Zuo Le followed closely behind.

Gu Zhi went into a suit and tailor shop, picked out a suit and handed it to Zuo Le, and said coldly, "Put it on."

Is this to buy clothes for him?

Zuo Le felt more and more unusual, and took the clothes into the locker room.

Gu Zhi waited outside, thinking about what to do later, his heart became more and more irritable, and subconsciously touched a cigarette between his fingers.

"Sir, smoking is not allowed in the store." The clerk reminded with a smile.

Gu Zhi slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip and said, "Understood." Then he put the unlit cigarette into the trash can beside him.

He was born to be good-looking, and such a casual move made him look chic and handsome.

The clerk blushed a little and looked at him frequently.

Gu Zhi has long been used to this kind of amazed and admiring gaze, he just pretended not to know, staring at the door of the dressing room, urged impatiently: "Hurry up."

"It'll be ready soon!" Zuo Le quickly changed into his suit, then opened the door and walked out.

It was a silver suit, and it was a slim fit.

Zuo Le intuitively felt that the clothes were a bit flamboyant.

Gu Zhi sized up the young man from the beginning to the end, frowned and said, "Take it off."

Not at all appropriate.

It was obviously a slim fit, but Zuo Le insisted on wearing it as a loose fit.

If you are too thin, you can't hold up your clothes easily. It looks like you came out of a refugee camp. It's not high-end at all.

Of course Zuo Le also knew what the problem was. He changed his suit and put it on the counter, only to find that Gu Zhi had already gone out and waited for him at the door.

Zuo Le hurried over.

When Gu Zhi saw him coming, he turned around and left without waiting for him to approach.

Zuo Le limped and couldn't help but said, "Sir, wait for me."

Gu Zhi stopped, and said in a cold voice, "Stop calling me master?" He glanced at the high-end shopping mall with occasional pedestrians, and said teasingly, "Afraid of embarrassment?"

I was afraid you would feel ashamed.

If a person follows you and calls you master all the time, aren't you afraid that others will look at you like a psycho?

Zuo Le complained so much in his heart, but on the face he said tremblingly: "I'm afraid... the master won't let me call you like that outside."

Gu Zhi was stunned, obviously realizing how strange it is to call "Master" in a crowded place.

He was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "In front of people, you call me Mr.; behind people, you call me master."

"Okay." Zuo Le responded obediently.

Gu Zhi glanced at Zuo Le's awkward leg, and subconsciously slowed down his pace.

This time, the two entered a uniform shop.

Zuo Le's expression turned subtle, so does the man like this?

Gu Zhi glanced at the hanging clothes, and picked out a short-sleeved plaid shirt and a pair of loose straight-leg shorts that just hit the knees.

Zuo Le's expression became more subtle, and he looked like a minor in Europe and the United States, and he was about ten years old.

"Put it on." Gu Zhi ordered.

Zuo Le became more and more confused. He changed his clothes and walked out of the locker room. He really didn't understand what the man was trying to do.

Gu Zhi slowly sized up the young man.

The clothes were too young, and Zuo Le was thin, so it looked like that.

Gu Zhi turned around and went to the counter: "Just the clothes, pay the bill."

The clerk took out the shirt that Zuo Le had changed, and prepared to put it in a bag.

"I don't want that dress anymore." Gu Zhi said, "You help him cut off the hang tag of that dress."

Zuo Le looked at the tall and straight back of the man standing in front of the counter, and suddenly felt that it was a good feeling to be led to buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, although he used to be the young master Zuo who led others to buy, buy, buy.

Gu Zhi watched from the side as the clerk cut the hang tag for the boy, his eyes gliding from the boy's neck to the boy's waist, and then to his legs.

Very thin.

It looked like he hadn't eaten enough.

But it can arouse his desire.

Gu Zhi's Adam's apple rolled, he turned and walked outside.

Seeing that the man left the shop first again, Zuo Le was slightly upset.Is it that urgent?Why don't we go out together after a while?

Just as he was thinking about it, Zuo Le saw a female salesperson follow him out, smiled coquettishly and stuffed a note into Gu Zhi's hand.

Zuo Le's face darkened, and he strode out quickly.This is the man he likes, how can he allow others to touch him?

Seeing him coming, the female shop assistant smiled and said to go slowly.

Zuo Leli ignored him, stepped forward and stuck to the man, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Master, did that woman give you your phone number?"

This "Master" yelled very meaningfully, as if it was deliberately reminding the two of them of their special bond.

Gu Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied simply: "Yes."

Look at the young man's angry look, is he jealous of him?Gu Zhi felt a subtle joy in his heart.

"Then are you planning to contact her?" Zuo Le asked angrily.

Gu Zhi smiled contemptuously, crumpled the note into a ball, and tossed it lightly into the trash can a few steps away.

Since he was 13 years old, there has been an endless stream of women who took the initiative to post like this.

He does not need it.

Satisfied, Zuo Le raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

Seeing the young man's expression of joy and anger, Gu Zhi could not help but smile slightly.

But thinking of what he was going to do later, the corners of his mouth were pressed down again, returning to his usual indifference.

"Sir, what are we going to do now?"

"Buy shoes."

After a while, Zuo Le glanced at the brown derby shoes on his feet, feeling very complicated.

He felt that Gu Zhi was trying to dress him up as a middle school student, and he still had the style of European and American aristocratic colleges.

After the two left the shopping mall, Gu Zhi drove to a barber shop.

Just looking at the decoration, you can tell that the consumption of this store is definitely not low, and most people will not even set foot in it.

The clerk saw that it was Gu Zhi who had arrived, so he went to notify the boss.

The boss is a man in his early twenties. He looks very delicate. He doesn't feel like a girl when he wears a large pink shirt, but he looks cute and cute.

"Change his hairstyle." Gu Zhi said.

The boss looked at Zuo Le who was sitting in front of the mirror, then looked at Gu Zhi with eyes like hooks, and joked with an ambiguous smile: "Mr. Gu brought a little boyfriend here?"

The temptation and provocation in these words are too heavy.